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Arteria--or rather Arty as her nickname is--was glad to have Emyrie around, even though she's a little kid, to help her out into reading more knowledge from the books that are in the library.
She was almost halfway finished reading another book with Emyrie who decided to read along, thinking that this is fun when the adults came to look for them and had found them in the library room.
Arty and Emyrie looked up and instantly the little magic girl stood and ran to her mother, gleefully telling her that she and her new friend Arty were having fun reading books.
Arty didn't speak a word as she watched them a bit cautiously but had a childish smile on her face to play along as Emyrie babbled on to the adults.
Then the elderly couple turned to Arty and smiled down at her as the old man said, "I'm glad that you and Emyrie are getting along well. But Arty, don't forget that you're coming with me and your grandmother to the town to buy more food there."
"Okay, grandpa!" Arty smiled more and said in a childish piping voice like she's excited to go.
'So the elderly couple are Arteria's grandparents, huh?' Arty and former writer Elaina thought deeply in her head as she went up to change her clothes into outdoor type ones. 'Good to know, at least. Now I need to figure out who Emyrie's mother is. I'm sure she seemed a bit familiar to me but I can't seem to recall who she is, despite that Emyrie is the main character's best friend and partner in the story.'
Fortunately, her luck became good when Emyrie demanded that she wanted to go to, despite that her mother seemed to protest against it and tried to calm her daughter into not going.
Arty became amused when she saw Emyrie begging her mother that she wanted to go, and it was until she brought out the crocodile tears that Emyrie's mother finally relented into letting her go.
Emyrie became instantly cheerful and was about to go and change her clothes when her mother did it for her with a quick snap of magic from her fingers.
Arty watched in wonder and awe as a magical swirling mist surrounded Emyrie and changed her clothes magically into outdoor ones. She wondered about the kind of magic in the world of her story can do.
She remembered that she did write in the story notes before in the real world that the magic in the world of Eden is different and amazing beyond any magic she has seen, heard or read about it.
Arty will have to see what sorts of magic that are in the world of Eden when she gets out and goes into town later, along with the companions coming along.
It didn't take long for them to walk and go into town and Arty and her company were just entering through the town's gates before she realized that there were so many people, both human and non-human alike milling about, either working or shopping or something else.
Arty looked around again in wonder as they are now in the middle of the town square where there is a market-place for all people to shop and buy food and other things.
She can see that not only humans are there, but there are also non-human types, like elves, beast-people, and dwarves passing through and coming about and around the town.
While Arty's grandparents and Emyrie's mother were busy buying what they needed with the two kids helping out, Arty made sure that she becomes super aware of everything, hearing and seeing whatever she could to obtain and gain knowledge about the Eden world around her.
Though she wanted to know more and figure out who Emyrie's mother is, it's also important to know something else and more about everything that has been going on or what's happening.
And it worked for Arty managed to hear while she's helping her grandparents to buy some fruits and vegetables, from a discreet soft conversation being exchanged between a group of elves and some beast-people that were with them.
"It's getting worse. The Mad King sent out more troops to attack and invade another one of the villages somewhere in the north border of Baseat," said one of the beast-people who appeared to be half-wolf and half-human, with a wolf's head, claws, and furry body.
An elf male nodded as if he is the friend of the wolf-man as he replied, "I agree. My people have also caught scouts that were roaming around by the borders of Evelan and found them to be sent from that Mad King."
"I still don't understand why the king is so obsessed in trying to find the chosen one of the Fiery Blade," said another elf, this one is a female. "It's almost been a hundred years since the last chosen of the magic blade has died."
A half-bird and half-human woman snorted with her bird head clicking its beak as she said, "And that's why he's called the 'Mad King'. That man has gotten crazier ever since he ascended into the throne and ruled Alanova Capital. It also didn't help that he somehow found out knowledge about the Fiery Blade and its chosen wielders, and gotten into his sick head that he has a right to wield the blade as his own and sent out his men to find the new wielder, kill him/her, and obtain it."
The wolf-man shook his head. "The king doesn't realize that it's not the wielder who chooses the blade--but it is the magic blade itself that chooses the wielder. I hope that whoever the new chosen one is, he or she is somewhere safe and out of the king's reach."
"I agree, my friend. Now let's disperse before our conversation might be heard by some unsavory ears," said the elf man cautiously, looking around as if to make sure that nobody else is listening.
When there was nothing, except Arty who was the only one who had eavesdropped discreetly at their conversation, the group separated and went off in different ways as if their discussion didn't happen and they went to go to whatever they're doing.
Arty had remembered about the main villain she had cast and written into the story about the 'Mad King'.
After realizing that her story seemed to be developing on its own or something similar as she had written it, despite that she wasn't finished completing the story, Arty discovers that as the main character she has to play it out which she thinks that doing this is the key to finding her way back home in the real world.
But she had to wonder how she will be able to do this while preventing herself from finishing the story without dying.
Sometimes, she had wished that she didn't write in the ending that the heroine would sacrifice herself to kill off the lead villain and die at the end of her story.
She regretted trying to create her story to be exciting for the people who will read her story.
It looks like that she'll have to somehow deal with the developments and make plans so that she'll be able to go through the plot of her story and somehow survive when she finds out and discovers the way into going back home to the modern real world.
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